Bourne: Command and Conquer Chapter 661

Chapter 661, Brown Candy

 Zhang Yong knew he had caught a big fish.

The identity of a spy who knows his or her name will not be too simple.

If it was a small soldier or something like that, I wouldn't know who Zhang Yong is at all. All of them are very stubborn.

 The result was probably that he was directly beaten to death by Zhang Yong. Went to the Jingguo Sacred Toilet.

 “It seems that we are acquaintances...”

 This is the only thing he can do.

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 Extorting a confession is the purpose.

 Finished.

 After a while, Gu Xiaoru came to answer the phone. It was discovered that it was Zhang Yong.

 Zhang Yong waved his hand and asked someone to gag him.

 Zhang Yong:? ? ?

 Something is wrong. Spy movies turned into martial arts movies.

Li Yuanqing hung up the phone neatly. I was afraid that Zhang Yong would say something else.

"Need not."

 Zhang Yong escorted the Japanese spy into the car.

"no…"

 Get ready to make a phone call.

 “I have something to say. I'm very busy.”

Turn around.

 Think I'm stupid? Ha ha.

 Zhang Yong raised his wrist and looked at his watch.

 The car driven by the Japanese spy was also driven away. From then on, the car's surname was Zhang.

Shi Bingdao answered.

 “You have to trust the organization.”

Oops…

If you really killed more than 30 national army officers, do you still want to live?

 Even if I don't chop you up on the spot. The security headquarters will also cut you into pieces. Or Ling Chi's one hundred and eight thousand swords. If I chop you with a knife, it will be easier for you, okay?

 Staying silent is the way to go.

 The spy quickly changed his story.

Say it yourself, it means that there is no 300 taels of silver here!

"What?"

 Any idiot can see that he is wasting his time.

 Everything can only rely on oral confession. There are also exhibits. The error is huge.

"knew."

Countless brain cells died.

"you sure?"

"If there is one less, you will chop me up on the spot. I will have no complaints."

 Once Zhang Yong goes to track down the owner of this villa, something will definitely happen.

 As a result, this spy seems to be a masochist. After being kicked several times in succession, he weakly began to confess.

Is it possible that there are still people among Japanese spies who know how to divide muscles and bones?

 “Bang!”

 “That's Zhang Xiaolin's house.”

This guy might actually know the whereabouts of all the bodies.

Illusion…

I, Zhang Yong, also have a nickname, called Niubi Tang!

What's the meaning? Just very clingy.

 Understand that this is not an easy matter.

  Can't even get close to the Miyamoto family.

 Don't make a sound.

 He also speaks very strangely. It seems like he doesn't want to be controlled.

"I, I can take you to find the body." The spy paused and then said.

"What's up?

 As long as someone is stuck to me, no matter whether they are a man or a woman, they cannot run away.

 The spy may want to know some secret information.

Also, what exactly are the spies asking?

 Those discovered before also showed signs of being forced to confess. There are now too. The explanation is not an exception.

It was obviously not you who killed the person, but you still have to pretend to admit it even if he dies.

 What can a lieutenant or captain know?

  Zhou Yang said before that he had already investigated and found that the officers who were killed were in ordinary positions and had no access to secrets.

 “Split the tendons and cross the bones of the hand. Commonly used by people in the world.”

 Tangled…

 Zhou Yang hung up the phone.

 It can be seen that he really wants to curry favor with Zhang Yong.

 “Bollan Street.”

"Thanks!"

Shihu answered in the affirmative.

 Frankly speaking, Zhang Yong didn't believe it.

 Finally, Shihu came.

 “Bang bang bang…”

 The spy was all smiles.

"that…"

"Where?"

 Can't figure it out.

"so far?"

 This bastard!

 Chop him sooner or later!

 “That's it. I'll come back to you when I have time.”

 “I'm really too busy. I don't have a lot of skills…”

 “Bang bang bang…”

 It is impossible for a big living person to fly in. Someone must have brought it in. Or carry it in. I wonder if anyone has seen it?

 Spy movies have turned into thrillers.

 “I still have a little money…”

 Zhang Xiaolin defected to the Japanese invaders. Use the support of the Japanese invaders to strengthen yourself. The Japanese invaders then used him as a cover. Conduct espionage.

 “Bad news.”

 Forgot about Gu Xiaoru for the moment.

"real!"

keep going.

 Zhang Yong raised his head. frown. Confuse.

 Zhang Yong's expression changed.

He kicked his feet again. Then he went to make a phone call angrily.

 The purpose of this spy is to delay time. It is estimated that no valuable clues can be found in a short period of time. He will definitely hold on.

 If you kill someone, kill someone. But it also brings people here. Very weird.

 Bringing all the veterans of the 19th Route Army.

 “Didi!”

 Zhang Yong managed to pull himself together.

 Lower your head. Thinking about the spy.

 Zhang Yong hung up the phone cruelly.

 Compared with the agents around him, the level of espionage is almost the same.

 Zhang Yong narrowed his eyes and stared at the spy.

However, it is impossible for anyone to leak the secret! He could tell.

 Zhang Yong would not have dared to come here if he had not brought ten people with him. There are paper portraits everywhere, which is very scary.

 Finally decided to do the first thing first. For the rest, let it happen.

"oh?"

 “This is a hand that divides the muscles and crosses the bones.”

 Then, the phone hung up. Don't give him a chance to speak at all.

 Every one of them is a human being. Very cunning.

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 Or other spies will have enough time to deal with the problem. Even evacuate. Run far away.

Zhu Yuan is not in the concession here. But Li Yuanqing is here!

"follow me."

 In other words, it takes an hour to find a place.

 There is no time to do other things.

 Look for Li Yuanqing.

 After a period of earth-shattering violence, it was finally smashed open.

 If it were a few more places, seven or eight hours would pass. It was almost dark.

"where?"

 Send people to check around at the same time. See what clues there are.

"Sure?"

 “Bang!”

 I just returned. Just lie down. Then it was surrounded. This is the time...

 The Japanese spy pretends to be stupid.

 It's actually true.

 “Team leader!”

Want to run?

It doesn't matter. Get one thing done after another.

 “This house doesn't belong to you?”

 Finally, we arrived at Bolan Street.

 Yin Mansion has a telephone. There has been no downtime. It is estimated that the telecommunications bureau is not worried about the phone bill at all.

"Then help me find the person behind it. I need exact information."

 Damn it, do you have any brains?

 Did you kill him? Is there any evidence? Don't pretend to be false.

 In single combat, he can't beat Lu Hai.

 I believe you, you idiot!

 I have something to do tonight. I won't make any noise with you.

 “Look up an address for me. 19 Robertson Road. Who is the registrant?”

one person…

Shi Bingdao was stunned.

　　　We have insufficient success and more than enough failure. We dare to fail in anyone's business!

return.

I don't want to hear any noise now.

 “At least, you know my name. It's not easy!”

  I'm so angry. All good things have been disturbed.

The most disgusting thing about a spy is his complete disregard for other people's time arrangements. Even the best plans were disrupted.

 Zhang Yong decided to stick with Li Yuanqing. As long as it is useful, he will not be polite. Li Yuanqing owed him a favor.

"have."

hey-hey.

 Think hard. No point.

 Do you want to be so powerful...

 Then understand. Some things have formed a closed loop.

"hey-hey."

 Zhang Yong subconsciously wanted to hang up the phone. Suddenly asked again.

  What nickname did you just say you have? Brown candy.

 Always heading west.

hehe.

 No one knows he is here except himself.

 90.152.127.238

return. Kick the Japanese spy fiercely. I almost kicked this guy to death.

 There must be something more important than killing an army officer.

The issue is…

  “I killed all the people in the Songhu Security Command.” The spy repeated.

 Especially since he just came back. I came back very secretly. No one else knows. How did Zhang Yong get involved?

 The current situation is: should we continue to look for corpses or continue to torture to extract confessions?

 “Not far. Not far. Not far…”

 Then I realized something was wrong.

All right. No womanizing. Then I have to use money to make up for it.

"What?"

 His expression was very strange. As if afraid that Zhang Yong wouldn't believe it.

Looks a little scary. It's people. Not human. It looks weird.

But…

 Learning that it turned out to be a punishment.

"What?"

boarding.

 There was no time to think too much. Call the garrison headquarters first. Find Zhou Yang.

 As long as Zhang Yong takes this spy to find the body, he may waste a lot of time, and then...

Do you want…

"Sure."

 If someone leaks the secret. Of course it makes sense.

 Call Citibank. Find Gu Xiaoru.

“Come to Bolan Street. Find another one. Bring more people. Bring a widower. I always feel that something is not right. I don't know what the Japanese invaders want to do behind the scenes.”

The issue is…

"But, I'm not off work now..." "I mean, I'll come see you next time..."

What is this guy talking about? Trust the organization? No, why did he say it so smoothly?

 Sluggish…

"no…"

 You are not a pair of eagles. Not that spider-faced Japanese invader.

 Zhang Yong smiled proudly.

 It's Zhou Yang who's here.

 The purpose of flattery is to let Zhang Yong go find the body. Then there is no time for him to care.

　　　The Japanese spy stopped talking.

Since there is no confidentiality, why force a confession?

 Look at Shi Bingdao...

 Suddenly, the spy spoke one after another. The voice was very excited.

"Where?"

 Zhang Yong still stared at the other party suspiciously.

"oh?"

 There is a car horn honking outside.

 Otherwise, he would not have dared to bite him so hard.

"clear."

 As expected, he brought "a hundred million" more people with him.

 The spy's face was full of flattery.

Divert attention? of course not. It's delaying time.

 Zhang Yong's words are still lingering in my ears.

 Had no choice but to give up.

 “I killed the person.”

you…

 No, I haven't had lunch yet. I can only deal with two people casually.

 Furthermore, Zhang Yong also thought of a little bit. This is what this spy is trying to cover up.

Sure enough, I found a stack of silver notes in the mezzanine of the dining table. not much. Only three thousand silver dollars. They are all from Hong Kong Bank.

 “Didi!”

 “Bang!”

 While eating, call the 206 Logistics Warehouse. The phone has been installed over there.

 Deliberately choose the farthest place. The journey takes an hour. Then look back. And choose the farthest place. Another hour.

who? Who did you kill?

 In case of death, even the body cannot be found.

 Ask carefully.

"Okay. Let me ask. Whose house is it? Maybe I can pull out the carrots and bring out the mud..."

 Kicked again.

 This is a very cruel method of extracting a confession. But not many people understand. Because there are other simpler and more crude methods of extracting confessions, there is absolutely no need to learn this.

 He never thought that he would be caught in this villa. Logically speaking, he should be very safe hiding here.

 He didn't know how much Zhang Yong already knew. Therefore, it is often wrong to say too much.

 The dining table is very thick. Solid wood. I don't know what kind of wood it is. Very strong. Zhang Yong smashed it several times but failed to break it open.

  It is to use force to dislocate a person's bones or meridians. Causes great pain.

 The secret was revealed after all.

 Tangled…

Li Yuanqing took a long time to answer the phone.

 Frowning.

 Killed more than 30 officers…

 The spy repeated the emphasis.

"where?"

 Give the Japanese spy a hard kick.

 Substitution. Keep smashing.

  What is the use of a shield?

 “I haven't gotten off work yet. Don't worry!”

Gu Xiaoru's voice was weak and filled with resentment. Full of longing.

 Seems like he wants to talk.

 We will not let a bad person go. Nor does it wrong a good man. Even if you are a spy.

 Zhang Yong:…

　　Mad, this bastard, is delaying my good deeds!

 I thought I could do it at night...

 It's a bit spooky here. The whole street is selling daily necessities.

 Haha, do you think you can avoid my harassment like this? Innocent!

 “I can give you all the corpses. No one will be left.”

"no…"

 “I'll take you there.”

 He is the big boss of the Red Party. I am also glued to it.

 Zhang Yong suddenly didn't understand again.

 Wait silently.

 “Heard, heard…”

“Shaolong, is there any news?”

 This **** spy.

　Judging from the arrest just now, this spy does have some abilities. However, it is only limited to a few.

 How safe is it?

"What's up?"

Li Yuanqing told him clearly that the registrant of the house was not Zhang Xiaolin. However, the actual owner is Zhang Xiaolin. Therefore, Li Yuanqing's position is very important. Most of the information in the concession can be obtained from him.

 “The secret room of the dining table…”

 Take Zhang Yong to Yizhuang in the back. Open a coffin.

 Zhang Yong holds the microphone. The corners of the mouth are slightly raised.

 Tangled…

Always feel like there is something hidden behind it.

 “Is there nothing going on at home?”

 “It cannot be found in the books.”

 “Bang!”

 Take out the hammer. The dining table was smashed directly.

“Captain Li doesn't seem to want to hear me speak?”

I wish I could kick the Japanese spy again.

 Hands that can separate tendons and bones are actually shown.

 Zhang Yong:…

Also good. Mosquito meat is also meat. It can barely make up for the mental loss.

 “Sure, it's just a matter of dividing the muscles and breaking the bones.”

 Zhang Yong turned to look at the spy. The spy actually smiled at him. A flattering smile.

"Walk!"

 “Say it. I know they won't survive.”

 Zhang Yong:…

 “You live here?”

"so what?"

 Perhaps killing people is just to silence them.

"right."

Of course, there is a need to frame someone else's fault.

 Zhang Yong rolled his eyes.

 “I killed the person.”

 Sticked to Li Yuanqing.

 Otherwise, he would not use this as a shield.

There is no other way, Zhang Yong is reluctant to pay for vehicles, weapons and so on. The only option is to rely on seizure. I hope I can save some money bit by bit.

“I'm sorry, I have something to do tonight. I can't wait until you get off work.”

 Indeed, as long as the name Yin Taixi is around, there is no need to worry about money.

 Irritability.

 “But, I think…”

Call up.

 It happened to be Shi Bingdao who answered the phone. So he asked him to inform Shi Hu to bring his team over.

 Go to a restaurant.

 The spy was very flattering and cooperative.

 “Go to Bowling Street.”

 Zhang Yong asked Shi Hu and others to go up and have a look. Can you find any clues?

 In this era, there is no surveillance. It's very troublesome. It is simply impossible to completely restore the truth.

 There was really a national army officer inside the coffin.

 Leave the concession.

 Sticked to Shi Bingdao.

 I will really file a complaint with your superiors!

 Put down the phone.

 Bringing a whole battalion!

  【To be continued】

 (End of this chapter)

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